It was the best of weeks, it was the worst of weeks.
Seriously, it was pretty good, I was just tired and trying to keep it together. Plus, two doctor's appointments in one week. I don't know what the phobia name is for "fear of doctor's visits" but for me doctors rank up there with spiders on the "eek" list.
Also, books. As in, each kid got a homemade, blank book that they were over the moon about. Oldest wanted to write his book about religion. Next oldest made pictures. Third child drew a picture of Mt. Doom on his. At least, that's what he said it was. That is the most bang for six pieces of scrap paper stapled together per child that I have ever seen. It will now be a weekly occurrence.
Math continues on apace, reading and writing close behind. We're doing well with memorization for religion and poetry. This week we're kicking off science.
This week the third child surprised the heck out of me by asking for worksheets. Like his brother and sister. This is the kid who can't sit still or color with a crayon for any length of time.
But hey, yay for progress and peer pressure!
That's all from the trenches this week. Shine on, you gorgeous diamonds! I'm proud of you for every minute.